To were the book i never wanted to end
just read and read again
you were my fairy tale, my bedtime story
i wanted to hear all the time
you were the book that everyone wanted to read
but i had you, all for myself
until slowly, each chapter came to an end
when i tried to read it again, it got all wrong
it got boring and felt wrong
you were supposed to be my never ending story
but then other books came on the shelf
leaving no space for the one which occupied my time
the one book which was always on my mind
then one day, i lost track of my book
one day, i grew away from that book
one day, my book grew away from me!!
